<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:08:58.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SheWhore</title><subtitle type='html'>the thoughts, views and ideas of a smart woman.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-108614865116704997</id><published>2004-06-01T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T23:57:31.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey...my blog found a new home. http://shewhore.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-108614865116704997?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/108614865116704997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/108614865116704997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2004_05_30_archive.html#108614865116704997' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-108309742900363238</id><published>2004-04-27T16:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T16:27:56.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-108309742900363238?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/108309742900363238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/108309742900363238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2004_04_25_archive.html#108309742900363238' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-106825764014123430</id><published>2003-11-07T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T21:14:40.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.theottermanempire.com" target="_new"&gt;Hal Tse&lt;/a&gt; just IM'd me this great joke. It's not for kids, but then most fun things aren't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hal Tse (6:06:56 PM):  A little girl is in line to see Santa. When it's her turn, she climbs up on Santa's lap. Santa asks, "What would you like Santa to bring you for Christmas?" The little girl replies, "I want a Barbie and Action Man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa looks at the little girl for a moment and says, "I thought Barbie comes with Ken." "No," said the little girl. "She comes with Action Man, she fakes it with Ken."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-106825764014123430?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/106825764014123430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/106825764014123430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106825764014123430' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-106687729091058160</id><published>2003-10-22T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T22:48:54.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my Gosh! This movie makes me proud to be a bulider's daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stream.qtv.apple.com/qtv/videoc/http/benn001/benn001_http_300_ref.mov" target="_new"&gt;Construction Babes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-106687729091058160?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/106687729091058160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/106687729091058160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106687729091058160' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-106653453305033250</id><published>2003-10-18T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T23:35:32.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Products I'd like to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raid People Killer. Kills Assholes Dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, I just have to put up with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-106653453305033250?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/106653453305033250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/106653453305033250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106653453305033250' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-106566902490676571</id><published>2003-10-08T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T23:10:24.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First sign of the apocalypse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to regret this move to Los Angeles. Could someone please explain to me how Arnold got elected? What are they thinking? And now there is talk about amending the constitution so he could run for president. Um...he hasn't served a day as The Gubernator yet. I hope I am wrong, but I fear the next few years of Reaganomics that will be thrust upon us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-106566902490676571?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/106566902490676571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/106566902490676571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2003_10_05_archive.html#106566902490676571' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-106503706525794610</id><published>2003-10-01T15:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T15:37:44.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in forever but, this is where I will be next weekend and if you have time you should stop by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hottest ticket since Man invented the Spectacle!--So intimate! So revealing!  So Hurry Up Already!  VIP tickets to Tease-O-Rama 2003 are almost gone! Don't miss out on your chance to see this once in a lifetime cavalcade of entertainment in true style--as one of the Swells!  Don't delay--get yours today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIP ticket includes: Entry Friday and Saturday night at the Henry Fonda Theater, Entry to the VIP Terrace including LIVE entertainment by Thickspearment of CASINO ROYALE, DJ Senor Amor, DJ Sue, DJ Rev Dan... FREE entry to ALL daytime convention stuff (first come first serve) and a discount rate for Sunday Night Movie Blow-Out!! Whew! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to:  http://www.teaseorama.com to order YOUR VIP tickets NOW! &lt;br /&gt;*Note: The Henry Fonda Theater has limited seating on the main floor. &lt;br /&gt;Seating is first come first serve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caution: Not for adults with high blood pressure or low boiling points! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison Fensterstock, Baby Doe and Liftoff! are proud to present... &lt;br /&gt;Tease-O-Rama 2003 -A sultry, sizzlin' convention of burlesque and dance! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the wild, wonderful world of Tease-O-Rama - America's only weekend-long convention dedicated to the foxy, fabulous and all-round over-the-top world of  burlesque! Two days and three nights of wild and wicked burlesque mania and go-go action! Witness the on stage antics of the most bodacious burlesque bombshells and the most far-out go-go girls Planet Earth has to offer! We have searched far and wide-from the sultry bayous of New Orleans to the mean streets of New York City to the anything-goes cabarets of the United Kingdom and back to the good old San Francisco Bay to bring you the most talented, tantalizing,  tease-o-licious ladies performing burlesque today! Not to mention a star-studded cast of the best vaudevillians, comedians, world-class DJs, bands, entertainers and other weird and wonderful acts walking the stages of the world today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During each day of Tease-O-Rama, you'll be edified and informed in the classiest classes taught by the sexiest schoolmarms as the educated ecdysiasts lead workshops on everything from go-go aerobics to pasty-making. During each night, you'll thrill to the spectacle of a thrilling, chilling, unique and astonishing array of dancers, musicians, comedians and DJ's from all over the world! You'll even meet the shining stars of yesteryear live and in the flesh-and boy, what flesh, because these ladies have still got it!  Don't miss your favorite act! Each night of Tease-O-Rama is totally unique!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is Performing at Tease-O-Rama? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT HEADLINERS! &lt;br /&gt;The Indomitable Dixie Evans, former "Marilyn Monroe Girl" and &lt;br /&gt;proprietor of the Exotic World &lt;br /&gt;Burlesque Museum! &lt;br /&gt;The Glamorous Dita von Teese &lt;br /&gt;The Incredible Catherine D'Lish &lt;br /&gt;The World Famous Pontani Sisters &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIVING LEGENDS! &lt;br /&gt;Gyna Rose Jewel &lt;br /&gt;Isis Starr &lt;br /&gt;Satan's Angel &lt;br /&gt;Cynthiana &lt;br /&gt;Kiva &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEATURING &lt;br /&gt;Tease-O-Rama 2003 is proud to announce our MC for 2003, Miss Kitten &lt;br /&gt;on the Keys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TANTALIZING TROUPES! &lt;br /&gt;The Devil-Ettes (San Francisco) &lt;br /&gt;The Wau Wau Sisters (New York City) &lt;br /&gt;Kaplans World Famous Burlesque (New York City) &lt;br /&gt;The Lollies (San Francisco) &lt;br /&gt;The Gun Street Girls (Portland/Seattle) &lt;br /&gt;Hot Pink Feathers (San Francisco) &lt;br /&gt;Dane's Dames (San Francisco) &lt;br /&gt;Burlesque As It Was (Denver) &lt;br /&gt;Buxotica Burlesque the Girls of La Lucha Voom (Los Angeles) &lt;br /&gt;The Fishnet Floozys (Los Angeles) &lt;br /&gt;Oracle Dance (Denver) &lt;br /&gt;The Original Fat Bottom Revue (San Francisco) &lt;br /&gt;The Lavender Cabaret (Chicago) &lt;br /&gt;Kitty Kitty Bang Bang (San Francisco) &lt;br /&gt;Harlem Shake (Oakland) &lt;br /&gt;Burlesque-O-Rama (Los Angeles) &lt;br /&gt;Thru the Keyhole (Boston) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEDUCTIVE SOLO SIRENS! &lt;br /&gt;Kitten deVille (Los Angeles) &lt;br /&gt;Dirty Martini (New York City) &lt;br /&gt;The World Famous *BOB* (New York City) &lt;br /&gt;Stella Starr from Va Va Va Voom (Brighton, UK) &lt;br /&gt;Harvest Moon (New York City) &lt;br /&gt;Kitty Diggins (LA/NYC) &lt;br /&gt;Bonnie Dunn (New York City) &lt;br /&gt;Jo Boobs (New York City) &lt;br /&gt;Ginger Goldmine (Los Angeles) &lt;br /&gt;Candy Whiplash (New Orleans) &lt;br /&gt;Erochica Bamboo (Japan) - Miss Exotic World 2003 &lt;br /&gt;Amber Ray (New York City) &lt;br /&gt;Lola The Vamp (Australia) &lt;br /&gt;Indigo Blue (Seattle) &lt;br /&gt;Kellita (San Francisco) &lt;br /&gt;Trixie Little (Boston) &lt;br /&gt;Eva von Slut (San Francisco) &lt;br /&gt;Ana Bon Bon (Canada) &lt;br /&gt;Racie Gunzales (Los Angeles) &lt;br /&gt;Manuella (Los Angeles) &lt;br /&gt;Miss Satanica Szandor (Los Angeles) &lt;br /&gt;Miss Delirium Tremens (New York City) &lt;br /&gt;Roky Roulette (San Francisco) &lt;br /&gt;Mimi Lemeaux (San Diego) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILD AND WAILING BANDS AND MORE! &lt;br /&gt;The Sophisticats featuring the Sophistikittens featuring Plas Johnson &lt;br /&gt;(New Orleans) &lt;br /&gt;San Francisco Burlesque Orchestra featuring Mad V.Dog (San Francisco) &lt;br /&gt;Fisherman's Original Famous Burlesque (New York City) &lt;br /&gt;Devotchka (Denver) &lt;br /&gt;Baggy Pants Comedy (Los Angeles) &lt;br /&gt;Tease-O-Rama 2003 Guest Cardgirls include Cécilia (Paris, France), &lt;br /&gt;Miss Charlotte La Belle (Los Angeles), and Sparkly Devil (Detroit) &lt;br /&gt;Burlesque Costumes Fashion Parade &lt;br /&gt;Devil Doll (Los Angeles) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TICKETS!!! &lt;br /&gt;Friday October 10th and Saturday October 11th &lt;br /&gt;The Henry Fonda Music Box Theater &lt;br /&gt;6126 Hollywood Blvd &lt;br /&gt;Los Angeles, California &lt;br /&gt;http://www.teaseorama.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show WILL SELL OUT! Tickets may be purchased online with a &lt;br /&gt;credit card through Ticket Web. &lt;br /&gt;(Sorry, kids, you must be 18 or older for this show!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We offer the following ticket options: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIP PASS - $100 &lt;br /&gt;Available only on teaseorama.com! This is the best deal if you want &lt;br /&gt;to take in all the nighttime showcase, daytime convention activities, and schmooze with &lt;br /&gt;the performers of Tease-O-Rama 2003 in the exclusive VIP area at the Henry Fonda &lt;br /&gt;Theater.* You also get a discounted rate for the Sunday Closing Party. There are only a &lt;br /&gt;limited number of VIP Passes available so get 'em while you can! These tickets will be waiting fo r you at Will Call. Online purchased will be charged an additional $3.50 per ticket for shipping and handling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your VIP Passes at BRAT. &lt;br /&gt;Open 12 to 6 Everyday &lt;br /&gt;1938 14th Street Santa Monica, CA 90405 &lt;br /&gt;Phone: 310-452-2480 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Note: The Henry Fonda Theater has limited seating on the main floor. &lt;br /&gt;Seating is first come first serve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY OCTOBER 10th - ONE DAY TICKET: $35 &lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY OCTOBER 11TH - ONE DAY TICKET: $35 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY OCTOBER 12th: &lt;br /&gt;Tease-O-Rama 2003 Closing Party and Movie Night featuring the world premiere of Broad Daylight and Director Cut of Velvet Hammer documentary!! &lt;br /&gt;The Silent Movie Theatre &lt;br /&gt;611 North Fairfax Avenue, Hollywood, California &lt;br /&gt;(one-half block south of Melrose Avenue) &lt;br /&gt;$15 in advance, $13 with VIP or Performer wristband &lt;br /&gt;Advance tickets on sale now until Wednesday October 8th &lt;br /&gt;http://www.teaseorama.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daytime Convention Activities &lt;br /&gt;Saturday October 11th at Henry Fonda Music Box Theater: 12:00 - 5:00pm &lt;br /&gt;Sunday October 12th at The Silent Movie Theatre: 12:00 - 5:00pm &lt;br /&gt;Check our Activities page for a complete listing of daytime convention activities including times and prices.  &lt;br /&gt;* Note: Daytime convention activities are on a first come first serve basis - sorry no advance tickets will be on sale for these activities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Fine Print: All tickets are all non-refundable. Promoters are not responsible for cancellation of any of said acts. All ticket purchases are final. No refunds or exchanges. 18 years and older only. Thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.teaseorama.com  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-106503706525794610?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/106503706525794610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/106503706525794610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106503706525794610' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-105667174771317618</id><published>2003-06-26T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T19:55:47.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Well...it's been a month, must be time to post something&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on Melrose (so...LA to start a sentence that way) the other day and walked into a taping of Blind Date. If you haven't watched the show, it's about 2 people going on national television to make asses out of themselves. After watching them tape for 20 minutes, I realized they don't simply allow the "daters" to do this on their own. They shoot, shoot and re-shoot again, the same embarrassing scene, thus making sure they have captured the stupidity is the best light and angle possible. Don't get me wrong; I was never so naive as to think this was candid. I just never realized how contrived the show really was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh...two months in LA and I am already jaded to the miracle that is entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-105667174771317618?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/105667174771317618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/105667174771317618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#105667174771317618' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-94871320</id><published>2003-05-25T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T17:29:05.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Less Rocky, more horror!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show. I was so excited. I’ve seen Rocky in several states and with live casts in all of them, but this…this is Los Angeles. This was going to be a great night. I mean LA, LA is…well…LA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out good. &lt;a href="http://www.landmarktheatres.com/Market/LosAngeles/LosAngelesNuart.htm"&gt;The Nuart Theater &lt;/a&gt;is a cool old theater in Santa Monica. Outside in line, the cast and security were fun, organized and kept the crowd in line well. David was with me; he is virgin (never been to Rocky). He admitted it and took his punishment well. They label virgins with a lipstick red letter “V” and nasty words on your forehead. See a photo of David here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line started moving, bags were searched and people were frisked. We went inside. The inside of the theater is very cool too, although David did notice the odd smell of many RHPS events of the past. (Water and toast make for bad problems in old faux velvet seats) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cast leader started with the opening rules and fun. It took way too long and was less than organized. They finally brought up the virgins for sacrifice and it was cute. They did a drag race- 3 teams (one male and one female virgin) race to change clothing, thus putting them in drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few trailers for some upcoming films and a cartoon, the show began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have time to educate those who have never been to see RHPS, so the short of it is this. A live cast acts along with the movie…dialog, actions, clothing…everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This performance contained the worst acting I’ve ever seen. Isn’t LA the land of actors? Someone forgot to tell the cast of this show. I’m all for the fun of the show. I’m all for anyone should be allowed to participate. But this was sad. Half the time, they didn’t know the words or actions, and Frank gave a good performance technically, but had no sexual presence at all. ARG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to it, the cast members and security finding it necessary to talk to through the whole show about anything other than the show, when they weren’t performing. I mean talking through the show? Talk about ruining it. They should be shouting back at the screen. They should be singing funny lyrics, umm…participating in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was very disappointed. The &lt;a href="http://www.sinsotheflesh.org/"&gt;sins of the flesh crew &lt;/a&gt;should be ashamed of the performance and voluntarily remove themselves from any association with Rocky Horror at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-94871320?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/94871320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/94871320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94871320' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-94135131</id><published>2003-05-11T00:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T00:59:13.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Blond leading the stupid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...(the California "so" has crept into my vocabulary) I was at Ikea. Don't give me crap, I hate it there. I only went cause they were right next to California Pizza Kitchen, where I just had lunch. Anyway, I am in line to check out and there are 3 college girls in front of me. They are all giggles and laughter. No worries in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first girl in line (typical blond) writes a check. Now, I have nothing against people who write checks. BUT...bring a f-ing ID with you! She ends up having to use her check card. Only problem is, she can't figure out how to do it. I swear it took the clerk explaining it 3 times. And she kept doing it wrong as he said " Click on the OK., she still screwed up and clicked Cancel.&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;Next come the brunette (stupid) and her roommate (stupider). She hands her card to the clerk; he swipes it and points to the electronic terminal for her to sign. She says, "Oh, I meant to use the cash part, not the credit part.” VOID. Rings it up again and she swipes it and can't figure out the terminal either, and she has the help of her roommate, the clerk and the blond. Then comes the best part. She can’t get cash back. That was why she wanted to use the ATM part of the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's 20 minutes of my life I'll never get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While all of this is going on, I realize this is our future. We are fucked!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I got my cheap third world made crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-94135131?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/94135131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/94135131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94135131' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-93883980</id><published>2003-05-06T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T16:49:34.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;No Playboy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...let's get this out in the open. I never heard back from Playboy. And frankly, I'm not surprised. I am 37 years old and not a hard body. But what really pisses me off is...they still haven't done the layout! Every month I get my copy of Playboy and each month I am disappointed. I've subscribed to Playboy for many years and I really like the magazine. I have followed up with Playboy on "the girls of radio” spread, and they told me they had extended offers to 2 girls (of the 12 they were looking for) for the spread.  This was supposed to be in the Feb edition. It's now June and no girls of radio. Are the women in radio that ugly? Or too inhibited to be seen as sexual beings? There are not many women in radio in positions of power. General Managers, Program Directors, Operations ...almost all men. The women are usually the side kick (like me) or the weather/traffic chick. You'll find a ton of women in sales. Maybe there just aren't enough "strong, confident, not afraid to be a sexual hottie in a man,s game" girls out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I think of "Girls Gone Wild." I guess drunken college students don't think of the consequences when they lift their top in front of a camera. Granted, do what is right for you. But I think a video of little Suzie slurring her words and flashing her breasts is gonna look worse on a resume than a layout in Playboy. But that's just me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my porn sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-93883980?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/93883980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/93883980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93883980' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-90288765</id><published>2003-03-07T02:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T02:14:36.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;March Madness&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't felt like writing or doing anything. I've spent the last month and half in a whirlwind. I've traveled too much. I've worked too much, and I've been terribly ill. I am currently dealing with the worst sinus infection I have ever had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason it's been such a mess...my mom died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can describe the feelings you have or the pain you deal with. No one can ever feel it the way you do. My mom and I were close…really close. I loved her, and still do, more than anything or anyone. She was the reason I am the person I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today would have been her 71st birthday. I can’t call her to wish her a great day. I can’t tell her how much she means to me. I can’t even tell her I love her. All I can do is remember her, and share the things she taught me. She taught me to be kind, to love everyone no matter what, and most of all treat people well, even if they don’t treat you well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my mom. I cry a lot. Whenever things were bad, she is the one I would call and she’d tell me it would be okay. She’s not here to help me through this. It’s really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember her laugh and her smile, her kind actions and her love. It’s going to take time and  I will get through this, but I’ll never stop missing her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-90288765?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/90288765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/90288765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90288765' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-87292120</id><published>2003-01-12T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-12T00:03:11.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;OH Yeah! I'm now celebrating Lili v30.7! whoo hoo! I love birthdays in Vegas!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-87292120?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/87292120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/87292120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87292120' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-87292042</id><published>2003-01-12T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-12T00:01:05.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Happy New Year...it's Cancer, Happy Birthday...it's treatable!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a freak show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me first say, my mom does have cancer. I got the call on New Years and waited until Wednesday for the call that came to say it's treatable. I was very relieved to get that call. It looks like the tumor in her back is going to need 6 chemotherapy treatments and she should be fine. Thanks for the emails and messages of good wishes. Now on to the drama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Florida to help relieve my sister; she has been taking care of mom since her hip broke. Needless to say, the family hasn't changed. It was more bitching about who was doing more for mom, than really doing anything for her. Did I mention I don't like my family? I love them, basically because they are blood related. I'm not sure if I met any of them on the street that I would ever choose to be friends. Anyway the trip was awful, and we never got the results from the tests back before I left. Then I got a call on News Years Day, "Mom has cancer for sure and they think it's spread worse than they suspected." Gee how great! And it will be 2 days before they do the tests and get results back to check bone marrow and the like. Needless to say, it was a horrible Holiday season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took the show on the road. MacWorld rocks! Traveling to SFO for MacWorld and then Vegas for CES sucks. (By the way America West has the smallest legroom of any airplanes) At least MacWorld rocks! So does CES! We had a great time at the MacWorld show and I hope you enjoyed the shows we did. I sure did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to thank the hundreds of listeners that came to the party on Wednesday night. We had a great time and really loved having you there. For those who didn't make it, you missed the best MacWorld party in years. We had rides in a &lt;a href="http://www.bauerslimo.com/"&gt;motorized trolley car &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.gordonbiersch.com/"&gt;drank&lt;/a&gt; while we toured the city - well, I didn't drink- but it was still fun. The after party deserves its own entry- next time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-87292042?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/87292042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/87292042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87292042' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-86387232</id><published>2002-12-22T01:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-22T01:32:33.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Happy Holidays...it could be Cancer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am headed to Florida to see my mom. She broke her hip just before her wedding and it's been an awful experience. It just didn't heal fast and caused her a lot of pain. She was off it for 2 months and told to take high doses of pain and anti-inflammatory meds. They make her sick and she couldn't eat.  After 4 months of pain, her sciatica out and weight loss due to stress and anxiety, the 8th doc thinks the area of inflammation around the area of pain might not be a mass of inflammation, he thinks it could be cancer. I am headed down to be there for the tests. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not worried about it being cancer, frankly I think it's an overly cautious Doc who wants to rule out something, cause they can't stop the pain. My mom on the other hand, thinks she's had a great life and we should pray it's an easy death. Oy! (And I'm not Jewish.)  She keeps asking me to pray to God to help her, and frankly...I don't think there is one. Makes for a hard conversation sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do love my mother dearly, and I am thinking logically on how best to help her get through this, weather it's cancer or not. I am a very cynical person when it comes to the holidays but I always take the season as a time to give and share with a little extra oomph. . But when the word cancer is uttered it makes you take stock of your friends and family, and touch base let them know you love them and make sure they know it, cause you just never know. Cancer, a car accident, bad food or even a plane hitting a very tall building...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, thanks for being here, thanks for caring enough to read this, and thanks for being a part of my work life and my personal life too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and if you think it helps, feel free to say a prayer for my mom. I know she'd appreciate it. I'll keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-86387232?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/86387232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/86387232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86387232' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-86016240</id><published>2002-12-14T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-14T23:26:30.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;turn ons...turn offs...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mailed the bikini photo in for the "Women in Radio" pictorial for Playboy. This is something I have always wanted to do, but when I was younger I always found a reason not to do it. I am not the girl next-door kind of girl, and I guess I never thought I'd really stand a chance to be a centerfold. It is the one thing I have always regretted. Sending the FedEx to Playboy was a great feeling. I know I'll be sad if I don't make it, but I can't be sad that didn't try. I even got a tear in my eye at the thought that Hugh may actually see me in a bikini. WOW!  I grew up with Playboy. I saw my first issue at 8 or 9 years old and was amazed at how beautiful the girls were. I found the copy under my Dad's bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I got older I started getting Playboy for myself. Hugh Heffner had a vision for women as well as for men. It's a great thing to be empowered by your sexuality. Sex is not something not to fear to feel shame about. It's the most beautiful thing 2 (or more- if you are into that J) people can share and the stigma that "pornography" gets, I think is unfair. Anything can be harmful and anything can be evil, but to cast a blanket across it all and make it shameful and bad is something we as Americans should be ashamed for doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our society sexualizes everything to sell it, and then preaches abstinences. Now that is silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porn does not cause people to kill. When Ted Bundy blamed pornography for his killings, I wanted to laugh. It’s almost as silly as the Twinkie defense. Bad people do bad things. Let me repeat that...bad people do bad things. Got it?  Lets have some accountability. We make choices everyday and we learn about right and wrong. He could just as easily have blamed Playtex bra ads or his dad for not showing affection. Oh, boobies are evil...hide them all. Hell, maybe he was just never breast fed. Hell, Blame Canada, it worked well in South Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we spend tax dollars to cover the naked bosom of a statue in at the Department of Justice because we no longer find it appropriate for Ashcroft to give speeches in front of it, but continue to cut funding for education and the arts, I fear for the next generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pornography will not bring this country down, people with misguided ways of protecting us will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, follow your dreams and your heart. I may not make into Playboy, but I tried. See the pics &lt;a href="http://www.lilivonschtupp.com/bikini"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-86016240?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/86016240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/86016240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#86016240' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-85653783</id><published>2002-12-07T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-12-07T17:13:41.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;He likes me...he really likes me...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you strike a nerve in a listener, and they become an asshole. I'll gladly discuss, and even debate issues with people who want to talk about something in hopes of making you see a side of an issue you might not have seen before. But when it comes to file sharing and music piracy, I've seen them all. Many times over. I have been researching and producing Online Tonight for too long now to have missed one. I have been a buyer of music, and a distributor with the work I do on Net Music Countdown. I even help bands that are unsigned reach labels that may not have heard about them. I have yet to get an e-mail saying "Thanks for the national airplay, a record label called and wanted to sign us, but we turned them down...We don't want to part of the establishment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find people, who don't want to be part of the system, usually are… but just like bitching about something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no way that offering copies of a song where you are not the copyright holder. is legal. Get over yourself. If you don't own the work, (not the CD, not a cassette, not a copy of it)...you can't share a copy. End of story. If the owner of the work says you can, that’s totally different. But it isn't your choice. For the record,  “’cause it's too expensive,”  “there is only one good song,”  “I used to own it and it's a replacement” are all reasons to steal a copy, not reasons why the music should be free. And even if YOU think the music should be free, IT'S NOT YOUR CHOICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, go justify your theft to someone who cares about your need to steal...I'm not that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as for this person...Larry feels so strongly about his ability to steal, not only is he mad at David for being right, but he has to personal and ugly. And when I don't agree with him and make a (very) funny joke...he goes after me even harder. Larry...humor is what makes a jab funny...you are just a bitter mean person. I mean make a joke about my huge boobs. Be witty and cleaver and insulting. Or...just be you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh…btw...I may not make Playboy...but at least I'm not a thief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the e-mail thread:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re: 10 for X Etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Date:        12/7/02 2:02 PM&lt;br /&gt;Received:    12/7/02 2:10 PM&lt;br /&gt;From:        Larry Steinberg, jackblack182@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;To:          lili, lili@online-tonight.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't even a small chance of making it in Playboy mag. First of all you &lt;br /&gt;are a BEAST. Your Boobs are way TOO BIG, and should be reduced. Back &lt;br /&gt;problems will be in your future if not. I think Hustler does a Freak feature &lt;br /&gt;every now and then which is more appropriate for someone who looks like you. &lt;br /&gt;Keep trying though, you may get schtupped if your lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Larry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Tell the moron too get off his fat ass and excercise or he'll be due &lt;br /&gt;for C.A.D. (coronary artery disease) I'd love to due a by-pass on the FAT &lt;br /&gt;PRICK. Nothing humbles a person like heart surgery, ask Letterman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;From: Lili Von Schtupp &lt;lili@online-tonight.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;To: "Larry Steinberg" &lt;jackblack182@hotmail.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Subject: Re: 10 for X Etc..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Date: Fri, 6 Dec 2002 01:08:42 -0500&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Hey Larry,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Do you know how to keep a moron puzzled?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Lili&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Until today i never realized your name was really VonSchtupp. I thought &lt;br /&gt;&gt;it&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;was some sort of ethnic rib. I've been Schtupped and i've done some&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Schtupping and wouldn't want my name advertised if it was VonSchtupp.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Although i'm sure you are very proud of it, i just can't get that image &lt;br /&gt;&gt;out&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;of my sick mind. It appears everytime i hear your boss repeat it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;Larry&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;P.S. tell the moron to stop the anti-filesharing preaching jag he's&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;on...He's only hurting his own cause with his drivle. I thought he was OK&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;till he started being a little bitch about it. So i wrote to Alladin &lt;br /&gt;&gt;telling&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;them to keep up the good work.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;The new MSN 8: advanced junk mail protection and 2 months FREE*&lt;br /&gt;&gt; &gt;http://join.msn.com/?page=features/junkmail&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;* Lili VonSchtupp&lt;br /&gt;&gt;* Producer Extraordinaire/Informed Source&lt;br /&gt;&gt;* Online Tonight with David Lawrence&lt;br /&gt;&gt;* &lt;http://online-tonight.com&gt; 800-396-6546&lt;br /&gt;&gt;* AOLIM, MSN Messenger and Yahoo Messanger:  LiliVonSchtupp&lt;br /&gt;&gt;* and my personal sites http://lilivonschtupp.com http://lilicam.com&lt;br /&gt;&gt;* MY NEW BLOG! http://shewhore.blogspot.com WHOO HOO! 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I forgot a need a suit for the shoot and it happens next Wednesday. I'll be paying overnight shipping from an online bikini site. I did try to find one at the local stripper clothing shop. Apparently all strippers have small breasts or fake ones. The kind you can place a postage stamp over them and they look great. Well, mine are real, and large, so that isn't going to cut it. I want to look good, not like they are trying to escape. Wish me luck! I’ll let you know if they pick me for the issue. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-85198777?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/85198777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/85198777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85198777' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-84996480</id><published>2002-11-24T00:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-24T00:55:30.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;drunk girl strikes again...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Comdex and boy am I behind on work. I must say I did enjoy it. I rode a Segway, met some cool people, saw some great technology and had a great time broadcasting from the Pocket PC FanFest 2002. I also got stupid drunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Segway rocked. I know I will never buy one. I have no use for it. I need a car to get to and from work and once I am at work, I'm in my chair for 10 hours. Once I am home, I go to bed. Not much of a need for personal mover. :) The unit is really cool. You truely think about moving and the thing goes. I think it will make golf carts a thing of the past and it's great for a lot business apps. I'm sure lots of other people will dig it for college and other fun personal stuff too. Beth Goza from Microsoft said it best, "It's the closest you can be to being part of a machine." So true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard or seen of picsel, check them out. picsel.com &lt;a href="http://piscal.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fanfest Kicked Ass! Bet Goza knows how to throw a party. It was almost as fun as Gnomedex. I think if I hadn't been working the entire time, I'd say it was a cool. It's truly heartwarming to be in a room with over 500 people who come together for a common interest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I got drunk. Tuesday I went over to Adultdex and stopped off for a drink and played some quarter draw poker and the wine went straight to my head. I upset someone by my goofy actions at dinner and had to apologize. When you have a "strong" personality and very open mind, it's easy to offend others, add alcohol and it's just opening my mouth that offends. Even I can be stupid, but I was not intentionally trying to be mean. Which leads me to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...what a jerk I think David Berlind from ZDNET is. I have my signmyboobs.com site and I am always looking to add people of note to the site, but I never intentionally embarrass anyone with it. I ask if they want to do it, then hand them a marker and let them sign. Well, David declined but told me someone else at ZDNet would be happy to. I told him the person seemed a bit reserved but 3 times he confirmed this guy was much wilder than anyone knows and would love to so it. So finally I had 2 minutes to do it and invited him over for the photo to be taken. I handed him the pen and said thanks and showed him where to sign. He was so shocked and embarrassed. I felt so bad. And then David, this total ass, says he'll make it up to me by signing for me.. I declined. I apologized to the other ZD person a second time and they walked away. Let me just say, Berlind will never be booked by me for anything. If David wants him on the show, he can book him himself and call him. He wasn't drunk; he made plans for this at 2 different times at Comdex. And he never said he was sorry to me or to the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it hadn't been for the trip to Jaguar’s late Wednesday night, I think I would have ended by leaving Thursday morning with that Borlind event as the end of trip and it really would have been a bad ending to an overall cool trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-84996480?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/84996480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/84996480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#84996480' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-84402738</id><published>2002-11-12T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-11-12T00:29:52.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sunday in Florida....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have been shamed into posting. And that is a good thing! Days fly by fast and it all seems a blur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a day off on Sunday and went down to my best friends wedding. I am so impressed that life has turned out so well for her. She met the right guy. It took 39 years but it’s never to late to fall in love and get married. She was beautiful and took my breath away. There is something about a wedding day that makes a woman glow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coolest part of her love story is how she met the guy. I was down visiting my mom and she came by to see me and then we were planning on going to go out. Mom got the great idea to introduce her to cute guy that moved into the house next door. So we went over and invited him over for cake and ice cream – it was a birthday party at my mom’s house. He came over 15 minutes later, and stayed for 3 hours. They exchanged numbers and ended up married a little over a year later. We never did go out. My best friend lives next to my mom now. It makes going back to Florida to visit even better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-84402738?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/84402738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/84402738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84402738' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-83154482</id><published>2002-10-18T01:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-18T01:08:22.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Bitch bitch...moan moan...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I share my life and you dump on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work hard for a living and my job is to produce a radio show. I work 7 days and think I do a damn good job on the shows I do. I took on monitoring the chat so you would have a place to hang over 2 years ago. For the last 6 months the chat has become a strain on my time. And I was just pushed past the end last night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not cut myself off from any of you. You can still read a VERY personal and real site here. You can still IM me and e-mail me. But the nerve you have telling me that I gave up on you? The crap I take on a daily basis from listeners is obscene. And now the so-called fans are treating me worse than the ones who hate David. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official chat is closed and it is over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to monitor the chat if we are associated with it. We have legal obligations. And I am not playing mom to a bunch of people who hate us. The chat is no longer a fun place for fans. And sadly, it ruins it for all the good people too. Well, get over it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-83154482?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/83154482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/83154482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83154482' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-83107558</id><published>2002-10-17T03:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-17T03:55:44.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Loveyameanit...buhbye!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend so much time working, I now have no life to go to if I cut back working. How’s that for a crappy catch 22. I joke about not having time for friends, but 4 years in DC and all I really have is work. No friends. I never go out to meet people, so I have no one to go out with. I have a few friends through work, but not the kind you tell your deepest secrets and fears. I have spent 4 years building a career and losing touch with my friends in other states. I still have the 4am phone call friends- the ones who would be on a plane tomorrow if really needed them, but no body to hang with. I miss the comfortable silence between 2 people sharing a movie, or dinner talking about the cute server and giggling about what the first kiss might be like with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shut the chat down for Online Tonight. I spent the last 2 years chatting every night for 3 hours with some great people and I am going to miss them. But the workload of the show and monitoring the increasing BS in the room has just taken its toll. Between the 13 year olds wandering in to A/S/L everyone and the hackers who hate David because he calls them thieves for stealing music, I am just done. How many "why isn't David answering me?" IMs can one person take? I get enough abuse on the phone lines. Chat among yourselves and leave me out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shutting the chat down has made me really notice my lack of friends, and now with my online friends going away…I guess I just feel lonely. Who knows…maybe I’ll go out meet some real people? At least I still have the voices in my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-83107558?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/83107558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/83107558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#83107558' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-82977189</id><published>2002-10-14T15:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-10-14T15:51:54.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Let's Do The Time Warp Again...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get the last month back! I took on doing the NMC Charts for our sister show and let me just say...I hate Excel. The program itself isn't to blame, but man...it is so boring. For the first two weeks I kept dreaming about being trapped in a spreadsheet, like a video game - in hell. If there isn't a "Lost In Excel" game, there should be. I see phasers like in Star Trek, shooting your way from cell to cell, while trying to avoid getting written over by some computer jockey who is trudging away on a spreadsheet. Maybe, you are the error they are trying to fix and you just keep trying to outrun them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you see how exciting my nights are. Sleeping alone dreaming of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have one thing worth living for. &lt;a href="http://www.playboy.com"&gt;Playboy&lt;/a&gt; announced they are doing a "Women of Radio." I am watching my food, and working out like a freak. Maybe with luck, I'll be nude at newsstand near you. Deadline for entry is Dec. I'll let post if I get picked. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta work now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-82977189?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/82977189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/82977189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_10_13_archive.html#82977189' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-81443448</id><published>2002-09-11T02:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-11T02:04:19.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;9/10, 9/11, 9/12&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the clock on my iBook. It's after midnight. 9/11 is here. And ya know what? It's just another day. Don't get me wrong...it was terrible what happened. Lots of people died. Lots of people were hurt, some are still in the hospital, and some may never be healthy again. Trauma like this impacts the mind, even worse than the body. I can't imagine how horrible this was for the survivors, and the families of anyone involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said.... why are we celebrating this? Too much focus is on the attack, the fear, and the threat. These guys are winning. Special after special, news footage of the towers going down…over and over, hell...they did a six-month anniversary special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I said I hate the media at large?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really trying to put together positive shows with human spirit and strength. We have to look forward and heal...not back and pander to the sideshow ratings machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we never have to go through anything like this again. Not in our country, not in your county, not in any country. Practice peace and love and help. Give to charities before they ask. Volunteer in the community. Share the greatness of life and celebrate it everyday. Not just on 9/11, not just when the Red Cross is begging for donations after the next disaster. Daily, do it daily. I do, and ya know what? It feels great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-81443448?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/81443448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/81443448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_09_08_archive.html#81443448' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-81269851</id><published>2002-09-07T02:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-07T02:25:40.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;2am and I'm still at work...duh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I work too much. I'm not sure. I’ve always worked at least 6 days a week. It seems like other people don't do this. Or at least that's what they tell me. I guess the day I get a life; I'll want to work less. Maybe this is my way of avoiding a relationship. Hmmm...I'd ask my therapist but she's not taking my calls. I just couldn’t commit to the every week thing. She seemed needy. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I spent 4 days and 3 nights in Bermuda: pink coral sandy beaches, a room that opened up on a cliff balcony overlooking the beach, a king size bed and great large tub in the bathroom. My got married in one of the most beautiful weddings I have ever attended. Everything was perfect for a great vacation...except me. I was suffering from my strip throat. (Remember the titties that got me sick? Maybe I never put it down in print, so it would it always be my word against theirs.) Well, I spent most of my time in the hotel with the curtains pulled and the covers over my head. My ears hurt so badly from flying with a sinus infection, I really wanted to die. When I did come out, it was to lie on the beach for 20 minutes and let the salt water and air try to save me. It worked enough to keep me at the wedding until 9:30pm. Whoo hoo…party! I went out the last night there to a club called Henry the Eighths. It wasn't really a club, more like a piano bar. David, the entertainer there, was really good. My sister went up and sang with him both the nights before, but this night she didn't. My sister is beautiful (ask David Lawrence) and she has a great voice. I'm sad I didn't get to see perform. I ended up leaving at 11:45, another late night. I'm really not complaining. My mom is happy, my "new” dad is great, and it was beautiful. I think part of it is, I am not the relaxing on the beach type. I am the go, go, go type personality and resting is only multitasking 3 things instead of 7 for me. I read books and watch television at the same time. I used to study for classes while watching TV or listening to music. It drives my friends crazy. I can follow 2 different conversations, and participate in both of them, and not miss a beat. Odd. Now typing and thinking at the same time is something completely different. Typos are a second language to me. J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-81269851?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/81269851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/81269851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81269851' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-81178953</id><published>2002-09-05T03:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-09-05T03:08:50.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sleep is for pussies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...it's the fifth. I haven't finished dealing with Gnomedex, and now my mom's wedding is over, I'm back from Bermuda and the new show starts in less than 12 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnomedex: Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckedcompany.com"&gt;Pud&lt;/a&gt;. I love Pud. If I thought I could capture his heart, I'd try. The man is a genius. When you look at all he's accomplished and how well he's done it, you'd think every dick that ever got funding from a VC would try to follow in his footsteps. But then, they wouldn't be a dick getting funding, they'd be a great programmer who can see how to make something out of nothing. If you haven't heard his speech, spend the $20 and get the Gnomdex audio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.analogx.com"&gt;Mark Thompson &lt;/a&gt;makes his money at his day job and spends his time and cash investing in a better Internet for all of us. I admire his efforts, and his music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://doc.weblogs.com/"&gt;Doc Searls &lt;/a&gt;and Linux. I first used DOS in college ( I failed my computer class- the teacher had it in for me, I wouldn't cut my nails and he told me he wouldn't pass me, he didn't) and then I used windows for many years. I now use both Mac and windows daily. I dig my Mac! Linux is something I haven't spent much time with. I use my computers as tools. I don't write programs, I don't get under the case and play. I think if I were a tinkerer (no disrespect meant) I'd care more about Linux. I want to sit down, have the machine do what I need, and walk away. Hell, I can change the oil in my car, but I don't. Same thing goes for computers. I came back to Doc’s talk 10 minutes into it. I was sad to hear I missed him use the shot of him signing my boobs in the PowerPoint. :( I really enjoyed his talk though, and it gave me a new perspective on Linux, but I still don't think I'll have it on my desktop...yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogger.com"&gt;Evan Williams &lt;/a&gt;gave a great talk too. It inspired me to start a blog for myself. I have goofy sites online, but nothing that really comes from my heart. I kept a diary as a child...until I was 24. I used to write a lot of poetry and short stories and think I really tapered off once I stopped keeping a diary. Inspiration comes from everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now we get to the meat of the event - &lt;a href="http://www.leoville.com/"&gt;Leo Laporte&lt;/a&gt;. I think I covered this topic somewhat in the creation of the blog itself. Leo gave a great speech. He is a great performer and a very smart man. He also pissed me off. If you listen to his speech, you'll hear me boo him. I truly think he stopped at thought that was not thought out. I've been there too. I wasn't really as pissed as I played. And I would never really be mad at him for that opinion, if it was truly the way he felt. I'd be sad. See, I am a strong, smart and sexual woman. I see no glass ceiling or sexual harassment. I see men who feel threatened and men who need power in order to satisfy primal needs. Both are pathetic in my book. But they are not dead ends, they are just hurdles in the path of my life. I see women who play dumb to make their bosses feel smarter and not threatened, and men who see women as bitches if they are equal.  In my experience, Men who find it hard to find smart women aren't looking for them. They surround themselves with dumb people (male and female) in order to feel smarter about themselves. They also punish those who are smart by getting rid of them in order to protect themselves and their position. &lt;b&gt;I don't think Leo is like that&lt;/b&gt;, I think  his little stop at a misworded thought just struck the wrong cord as looked around a room with a lot of smart women in it. Hell, they were smart enough to be at Gnomedex! Anyway, Leo's speech was great. He covered the evolution of technology and really put the path we have ahead of in a great light. I look forward to it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-81178953?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/81178953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/81178953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_09_01_archive.html#81178953' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-80900090</id><published>2002-08-29T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-29T23:09:57.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;If &lt;a href="http://www.john-lydon.com"&gt;Anger is an Energy&lt;/a&gt;, why was there no power at my house last night?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire DC and Baltimore area had power outages last night. It started in the middle of the &lt;a href="http://online-tonight.com"&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;. YUCK! I couldn't get online to do anything all night and I am so sick! I won't have to time to share my day 2 Gnomedex thoughts right now. I leave early in the morning to go to Bermuda for my &lt;a href="http://soppetwins.com"&gt;mom's&lt;/a&gt; wedding and will be gone for several days. I promise you, I will take notes nightly and post them when I get back. This Strip throat (yes I made a pun) is a bit annoying. I got a sinus infection from the smoke at the strip club in Iowa. That, or I am allergic to boobies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-80900090?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/80900090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/80900090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80900090' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-80813207</id><published>2002-08-28T02:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-28T02:25:51.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Work Work Work...I'd rather play!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day playing catch up. Being out of the studio, and computer less for 4 days, is not the best thing to be. I went to Gnomedex with my IPAQ. I love my IPAC. I love my Earthlink wireless connection on my IPAC. But it doesn't love me. I couldn't get the thing to connect in Des Moines. I now know why. The work around Earthlink did for me with PocketPC 2002 won't work everywhere, and I never upgraded it when they launched the new software officially. See I had the beta for the 2002 software. No e-mail control on vacation, so I came back to the studio with 6,000 e-mails to go through. The good news, I am down to a manageable 704 in my inbox. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really wanted to write about is how is how much fun I had at Gnomedex. Friday was some great sessions. &lt;a href="http://grc.com"&gt;Steve Gibson &lt;/a&gt;rocks! And I am not saying that just cause he's signed my boobie. The man is brilliant. When I listen to him talk and follow along on tracing hacks and DOS attacks, I really want to change my line of work and start in the security industry, but then I remember I am too social to sit in front of a computer for 16 hours straight and only work on such intense work. If you ever get to sit and talk with him, do it! He is amazing. I cherish the times I have had conversations with him, or just listened to him talk with a small group. It's the kind of things you tell your kids about. "I remember the time Steve and I were talking about...." The man is a legend in the tech industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.v-myths.com"&gt;Rob Rosenberger&lt;/a&gt;...what can I say? I think his entire site is a hoax. :) No, not really. He has a great sense of humor; his talk was fun and silly, but informative. I don’t agree with everything he says, but I know he's right about so much. Sadly, we still need to educate people not to forward everything they get in their inbox. And the media needs to educate themselves on how the Internet works. Reporters should try to understand the story before they publish it. So much gets made out of so little sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asp-shareware.com"&gt;Ed Ross and Terry Swiers &lt;/a&gt;gave a great talk about shareware. David founded "International Shareware Day", the 2nd Saturday in December. If you use the program, send in the money. If you don't use it, delete it off your hard drive. Ed and Terry give their all for the shareware industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pocketpc.com"&gt;Beth Goza &lt;/a&gt;is a smart woman. (Will I ever let Leo live that down?) She loves tech toys like me and had them all on stage. She and I both own &lt;a href="http://www.scottevest.com/"&gt;Scott eVests &lt;/a&gt;too. :) She showed so many devices for Pocket PC. I couldn't decide witch one I wanted. I think I am going to get the new phone. It will make life a little simpler. Rah Rah Girl lives up to her name. We've had her on the show, but she's even more fun in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nights at Gnomedex rocked too. With Miss Gnomedex 2002, the game show and Karaoke, a good time was had by all. The highlight for me was David and Leo singing "You don't bring me flowers anymore." I'll link this as soon as I see where the video is posted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-80813207?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/80813207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/80813207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80813207' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-80768061</id><published>2002-08-27T04:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-27T04:20:07.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Something smells bad, and it isn't the guy in 12B. It's American Airlines&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to the DesMoines Airport three and half hours before my flight home. I saw David off, and Pud too. Then I went to the counter to get my boarding passes. Wow, I got exit rows on both flights. Cool! I have long legs and the room makes life so much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it got odd after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited patiently for my boarding section to be called, and walked to gate, tired and ready to relax. The flight attended took my boarding pass, and then said, "We've moved your seat." What! They moved my seat? I asked why. Her answer was cryptic and strange at best. "For your comfort." Hmmm.. for my comfort they moved me out of the exit row? The plane was a little puddle jumper; they certainly didn't move me to first class, there isn't one. My new ticket was row 5C. I don't want 5C, I want my exit row. So I asked, "Why?" Again she responded with, "For your comfort." "What does that mean?" I asked. Finally she mumbled something about a person' personal hygiene. Several more tries at an explanation, she finally said, the guy in the row across the isle from your seat smells bad. Hmmm... they moved me cause he stinks? And that’s for my comfort. I told her, thank you for the thought, but I want the exit row. I need the room. After a pause, she gave my original boarding pass the swipe, and I headed in the plane. As I walked down the aisle, every seat was taken until 4 rows before the exit row and it looked like every seat after the 4th row behind the exit row was taken too. They cleared 8-9 rows for this guy. So, I take my seat and sit down. Because the plane only has one seat on my side of the isle, the area to store my bag was too small. Damn, I need to check this. I said it out loud, but didn’t notice I did. The guy in the row next to me politely offered to let me store my bag under the seat in front of him. Mr Stinky was nice. Now, I will tell you this guy was large, at least 350 pounds is my guess, and yes he had body odor. And yes, it was bad. I handed him my bag and he put it under his seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit back in my seat and the smell wasn’t really that bad. I only smelled it when the flight attendant walked by and swished the air about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I hear the announcement for the “Please turn off electrical devices” I can’t get my IPAQ to shut down. I hade been working to get it online with tech support, before getting on the plane. I guess I locked it up. The flight attendant, I”ll call him Tom- cause that was his name- came by and said “You need to turn that off” I replied nicely that is wasn’t turning off and I was soft booting it to shut it off. He walked by. He came from the back of plane as I was putting it back in my purse, fixed. He stopped at our row, Mr Stinky and me. He looked at Mr Stinky and said, “ I need you to move out of the exit row.” He asked why and, I kid you not, Tom said, “Cause you can’t sit in this row, you couldn’t fit through the door.” Mr Stinky protested that he takes this flight 3 times a week and that he has never been told he couldn’t fulfill the duties of opening the door and had never been moved before. The flight attended made him move to the row in front of the exit and told him, “I need to get someone in the row that can open the door.” So he moved, “one” row in front of the exit row. Hmmm…if safety was the concern, why didn’t they put him by the front door of the plane? He fit through that door on the way in, and in an emergency, do we want him headed to the front of the plane as other passengers are headed for the exit he is now blocking by being in the row before the exit and we have  no one to open the exit on top of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it gets weirder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are up in the air and the fasten seatbelt sign comes off. A guy sitting in the front of the plane gets up and comes back and sits in the exit row, across from me, where Mr Stinky was. Remember how all the people were tight together in the front of the plane? GET THIS! The flight attendant, Tom, comes by, stops and says, “This isn’t your seat. You need to go back to your seat.” He asked why? The flight attendant, Tom, told him, the plane is balanced by weight and you can’t just move. Hmmm….hadn’t he just told Mr Stinky to move and that he would find someone else to sit in the exit row? Here is a volunteer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not odd enough? No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom, our fabulous flight attendant, now starts bothering me. I am finally back to reading about the Juggies in Playboy and minding my own business. Tom tells me, “If you would like to move you can.” WHAT! Mr Stinky can’t be in the exit row, he won’t fit through the door, they guy from the front of the plane can’t come back to the exit row, (cause the plane weight would be out of line) but I can move anywhere I want. WHA? I told him I didn’t want to move. He said he was just trying to helpful. He said it in that voice that makes you want to scream, that condescending and self-righteous voice. I told him I didn’t what to move, that I wanted the exit row, and that I had already been asked  if I wanted to move, and that I thought the way they handled this was bad. He told me he was just trying to save my olfactory system. I started to talk again and he cut me off. I said excuse me, I am the customer here and I’d like to finish my sentence. He turned around and walked away from me. I said,  “Now I want your name and a comment card!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t wander by again. As I was getting my bags,  Mr Stinky turned back to me and asked me if I thought he’d tell me his name. He’d heard the whole thing. Well, as we got off the plane, Tom was all he said. He wouldn’t give us a last name. Mr Stinky asked for his name too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was searched at my connecting flight. Coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-80768061?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/80768061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/80768061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80768061' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3729540.post-80719013</id><published>2002-08-26T02:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2002-08-26T21:48:11.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Who says there aren't smart women? Oh yeah, &lt;a href="http://leoville.com"&gt;Leo LaPorte. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got home from the airport. I spent the last few days in DesMonies, Iowa at &lt;a href="http://gnomedex.com"&gt;Gnomedex&lt;/a&gt;. I got off the plane at BWI, drove home, dropped my luggage at the door and ran to my computer to set up my new blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work in technology. I work in radio- about technology. The past year has been very hard for me. I watched an industry fall in on itself. I read the press releases daily (200+), I get the pr pitches about the new products, exciting sites and fabulous new services, I follow the news, I read &lt;a href="http://fuckedcompany.com"&gt;fuckedcompany&lt;/a&gt; for the inside view from the employees in the trenches, and I have to say, I was getting pretty disgusted and bored by it all. It had lost the excitement. The mass theft online, the excuses for why it's okay to steal, the rise and fall of Napster, (&lt;i&gt;By the way, I shed no tears for them, as I shed no tears for the terrorist who died flying a plane into our Twin Towers- revolution and change don't happen over night, and they certainly don't happen by breaking the law. They happen by slow changes in law. When rules move too fast, bad rules are made. But I digress, Napster shall be another day&lt;/i&gt;) the stupidity of online business plans, and the gross stupidity of VC people - I really thought I had had enough. &lt;b&gt;Then I attended &lt;a href="http://gnomedex.com"&gt;Gnomedex II&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; I remember how great the first one was, but this one came at a time where I had lost my faith and my interest. As a rule, people will disappoint you. It's just a fact of life, so I was not surprised by the stupidity going on, I was saddened by it. See, it breaks my heart to see great things possible, but held back by stupid people. But at Gnomedex this year, I met smart people, even smart women, and I saw the future again. I saw hope and life. I saw the kids who will make the changes, and sat at dinner with the leaders whose footsteps will guide them. I found a reason to want to stay part of this industry, a reason to care, a reason to want to be part of it still. See... the technology is just the tool, and the people I met this weekend reminded me, the tool can be used for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Chris Pirillo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you to the great speakers, the cool attendees, my friends in the chat,  and all my new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3729540-80719013?l=shewhore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/80719013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3729540/posts/default/80719013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shewhore.blogspot.com/2002_08_25_archive.html#80719013' title=''/><author><name>Lili</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03624094660932594651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
